Star crossed,Star tossed,Take in all that lovelost,The future once,Burning bright,With the mere caressof such thoughts,Now seeks an alternatecourse,One to ease the pain,The scars…Take count of all that’slost,Of all that’s gone.Shake it off, brush it off,Like the dust, the lint,Off one’s coat.Shed it off,Like a snake’s molt.While love is lost andgone,Today you’re rebuiltAnd reborn.It isn’t always love,That keeps us moving,But it is what keepsus grounded,And makes us fly.So go look for your star,All the while,Leaving your wondrous trail,Of stardust behind.